My boss told me to wear something "nice". That's all he said. There were some important new clients coming in and he wanted to make a good impression. I decided to look HOT! But not like a slut. Just something spicy.
I came to work late because I knew that they were not going to come in until after 6PM.
I was wearing a sexy outfit that I bought from the store BeBe. I had on a slinky beige skirt and a slinky beige shirt. It had a v-neck that revealed my 34B's whenever I bent over or if you were lucky enough to be standing over me. I didn't wear a bra and the outlines of my perky nipples were clearly visible. The shirt was cropped just above my belly button. The skirt clung to me as I moved. It was tight enough to show off my body and just light enough for you to see that I wasn't wearing any panties. The skirt also hung right on my hips, revealing my smooth tummy and belly button. It was cut right over the knee. Over the outfit, I wore a long, brown knit sweater.
I was feeling too good that day and looking too good for that office, if I can be so stuck up by saying so. I was saving this outfit for a special day and I guess this day was going to be that day. I was feeling very horny too. It had been a week since I had sex and I needed some now! Oh well, I had to leave.
As I drove down the highway, I opened all of the windows, letting the cool LA air blow throughout the car. Even though it was messing up my hair, the air felt good on my bare pussy. My skirt was hiked way up my thighs.
I usually like to park my own car, but today I was feeling naughty. I decided to let the Valets Park my car and I gave the Mexican guy a nice flash of my hairless pussy as I climbed out of my car. As I walked into the office, several people commented on my outfit, telling me it was HOT! I normally do get lots of attention from the men there and I don't mind it at all. I am the youngest woman working for the company and I do tend to wear revealing outfits being that the company has no dress code and an extremely relaxed atmosphere. Plus, it's good for the company's image. It brings the mostly male clients back. Most of the men here are married and fat, including my boss. He is the president of this video editing facility. He has never officially hit on me, but I know I was hired because of my looks and my open mindedness. I caught him staring at me several times, but that's the attention I wanted. I like to be looked at as a sex object, just as long as you don't touch me. I am just being honest.
During my several trips to and from the kitchen and conference room, setting up the room with snacks and wine, I noticed Rich; a handsome, stocky editor was staring at me as I walked by. I caught his eyes and he said "Hi" and shyly went back to work. We've flirted a few times before in the past, but nothing serious ever came out of it. He was definitely on my most fuckable in the office list. On my last trip back to the kitchen, I had removed my long sweater that covered my body. I loved the way that the skirt hung way down to my waist. I am glad to have a smooth, firm stomach to show off and a perfect "innie" bellybutton. I walked into the edit suite with attitude and said Hi. He told me he was working on a project and would be here late and I should stop by when my meeting was done. Said ok and turned and walked away. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I sashayed out of the room with the silky material swishing across the bare skin of my ass.
During the meeting, all I did was sit around and take notes. No flashing. No nothing. I drank a lot of wine. Everyone was nice and it was a calm atmosphere. The clients were into the proposal and signed on the dotted line.
Everyone left and I stayed behind to clean up. I finished off the rest of the wine. Once finished, I walked back into Rich's edit suite and sat down onto the leather couch. I pretended to be sleepy. I was pretty tipsy by then. He told me to lay down and relax a bit. I agreed and swiveled my body in order to watch him edit. He was watching me the entire time and I knew he could see up my skirt. He eventually turned away to continue working. Every so often he would turn around to ask me a question or talk. I acted like I was oblivious to the fact that he was definitely looking. I actually continued to reposition myself until my skirt was hiked up even more. As the moments went by, I parted my legs more and more, so he could get a clearer look at my now dripping pussy. He didn't turn around for a while and I began to finger myself. I was shocked that this guy was not taking the hint. I continuously dipped my fingers in my pussy, then ass and into my mouth. I love the taste of my juices and just doing that turned me on so much.